Nine panels is all you have decided you need to tell your story, outlined in light blue ink and forms barely beginning. A little bit like you. How will you be defined? How will you take shape, become whole?

Some have doubted you, but the choice you have made is not ill-advised. You do what you love. Why do anything else? But the world is a hard place. Love is not always enough, though in dreams it conquers all.

Here’s to hoping you have something more.

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